Monday morning, Binhai University.
Qi Yuanchen quickly left the cafeteria and turned his head to see Zhuo Jiahe still walking leisurely. He couldn't help but urge, "Zhuo Jiahe, can't you walk faster?"
Zhuo Jiahe checked his watch and said, "There's still more than twenty minutes until the training starts, plenty of time."
Qi Yuanchen stepped back a few paces, grabbed Zhuo Jiahe's arm, and advised, "Hurry up!"
"Get to the small auditorium early, and you'll be able to get a good spot. Today's the first day of training, Expert Lin will certainly be there to speak."
"Guess who's the big shot giving us the actual training today?"
Dragged along, Zhuo Jiahe picked up his pace slightly, shaking his head, "How would I guess that? But with Expert Lin's current reputation, whoever they invite will surely be of high status."
"Zhuo Jiahe?" Suddenly a cheerful voice called from the side.
Just as Zhuo Jiahe stopped, his left shoulder was thumped heavily.
